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The light flickered, and high-level mages arrived quickly one after another.

"what to do?"

"Save people first!"

"Save who?"

"Are you stupid! Can the other one be saved?"

"Using the Great Prayer Technique, I should still be able to be saved."

"If you want to use it, use it!"

"Forget it."

This is a conversation between two high-level mages.

"Search for souls! Don't let the soul go to the underworld, otherwise it will make resurrection more difficult!"

"Strange, only one soul was found, and the other one was missing."

"Maybe it was destroyed by an attack. There was so much magic just now, it's not surprising that the soul was destroyed."

"Ignore it, as long as the soul that needs to be resurrected is still there."

This is a conversation between several other high-level mages.

Having said that, it’s time to resurrect.

Of course, the Supreme Tower has a temple and a priest. After a while, the high-ranking priest from the Temple of the Lord of Mysteries arrived and cast the "Advanced Resurrection Technique".

The corpse of the intelligence chief was somewhat mutilated. The most troublesome thing was that part of his head was missing. Ordinary resurrection techniques were powerless against such a corpse. Only high-level resurrection techniques could solve this problem.

This spell is powerful, but the cost is also high. The high-level priest will be physically overloaded due to excessive absorption of divine power, and it will take at least half a year of training to recover, and it will take less than two or three years to fully recover his strength.

But even the advanced resurrection technique is not perfect. The intelligence chief who was killed once by Wood will also fall into weakness. Because his brain is almost completely blown to pieces, his thinking will be confused for a long time. Even if he is recuperated, he may be left with symptoms such as slow reaction and lack of memory. Such sequelae.

There is no doubt that he will no longer be able to hold the clear-minded position of intelligence chief.

Wood's sword was originally intended to stab him between the eyebrows for this purpose.

As an ace spy, although Wood's spell ability is not very strong, he still has a deep understanding of spells, especially various resurrection spells.

He knew very well that unless legendary spells such as the Great Prayer Technique were used, even advanced resurrection techniques would not be able to resurrect a person whose brain had been shattered without leaving sequelae.

When spies are engaged in assassination, how to make the opponent lose the threat after resurrecting as much as possible under the premise that the conditions are not enough to prevent the opponent from being resurrected, is a course that requires special learning.

In that lesson that year, Wood got perfect marks.

Decades later, he used practice to prove that his perfect score was not false and that he had indeed learned well.

The newly resurrected intelligence chief was escorted away, and the high-level mages also left one after another. The deputy in charge of spy work stood there silently, looking at the place where Wood was reduced to ashes by magic, his face gloomy.

"There's nothing to sigh about. You never thought he would do such a thing." Instead, the former spy who knew him came over to comfort him, "You will definitely be examined in a few days, but I guess you can pass. After all, This kind of thing...no one would have thought of it.”

"I shouldn't have persuaded him to come back with me."

"How should I put it... There are some mistakes that cannot be made. If you make them, you will die. Whether you try to persuade him or not, it will not make any difference to his outcome."

"That way... maybe he will keep running away. He is very good at running away, and no one can catch him."

"But do you think he would be willing to keep running away like this?"

"...No, he is so proud, he must be willing to die like this."

"So for him, this is the best ending." The former spy, now the patrolling magician of the Supreme Tower, sighed, "I can also see that there is probably some grudge between them. Alas! This It’s really disgusting to involve personal grudges in work!”

"But people can still be resurrected." The manager said quietly.

"I can't help it. Who calls someone's last name Lamperus?" The patrolling mage sighed, "I'm almost done with my work today. How about you go have a drink with me?"

"Well, I have nothing to do anyway..."

When the last group of people drifted away, Sui Xiong smiled on the deserted street and said to Wood's soul, which was hidden by his spell: "Now you have nothing to do anyway, so give me a job." How are you doing?"

Wood looked at him deeply, and after a long time, asked: "Did you arrange all this?"

"How is that possible! How can I get such a great ability!" Sui Xiong smiled and shook his head, "I was just watching."

Wood had a look of disbelief on his face, and the look in his eyes could probably be interpreted as "I don't study well, so don't lie to me" if you use the Internet language on earth.

"I really didn't lie to you!" Sui Xiong naturally understood what he meant and sighed, "Although I am a bit unreliable in my work, I still need to have integrity. I really don't do this kind of digging holes and burying people. I like it. Besides, I have always respected those who have ideals and principles. You insist on being loyal to the Mystic Tower Federation. This is a bit stupid, but you are so stupid that you are respected. How could I do such a thing to attack you? "

Wood still didn't quite believe it, but he had no special reason to "disbelieve" at the moment, so he thought about it and asked: "Is the panacea that Archon Felix used to save my life back then? Is it also given by you?"

"I gave it to you. I think people like you shouldn't die so meaninglessly."

"Then if I die like this now, do you think it makes sense?"

"Whether it's meaningful or not depends on you, not me." Sui Xiong said with a smile, "Do you think the way you die now is meaningful?"

Wood was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then smiled.

"I think it is meaningful. Although I hope to have a better result, the current result is at least not unacceptable. In any case, I have at least removed some obstacles for the development and progress of the Federation."

Sui Xiong laughed: "It seems that you have learned a lot in the Northwest Republic over the years. Development and progress can come as soon as you open your mouth."

Wood was stunned by what he said, thought about it carefully, and sighed softly.

"You are right. Over the years, I have really learned a lot in the Northwest Republic." He sighed, feeling very sad. "I originally wanted to contribute what I learned to the motherland and use it to promote the progress of the Federation. But It turns out that I thought things were too simple.”

Sui Xiong smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it, it's over. There is a saying that 'the dead are gone.' You are already dead. You died loyal to the Mystic Tower Federation. That is enough."

With that said, he returned to the original topic: "You have done enough for the Federation, are you interested in doing something for me now? Don't worry, I will not let you be the enemy of the Federation."

This time, Wood only hesitated for a short moment before bowing his head to Sui Xiong.

"I learned a lot in the Northwest Republic, and you saved me more than once... As long as I am not an enemy of the Federation, I can do anything you want."